. Sardar ka biwi ghar mein hai, ghar mein to karenge nhin, to kaha jaa sakti hai?? Phir yaad aaya, arrey woh mba waala launde ne to chaabi rakhke gaya...tha.. Phir main kalke tarah us ladke k kamre k bahar waali khirki k neeche baith gaya.. Scene just suru hi hua tha..Didi boli “jab tak bhai hai tab tak thoda saavdhan rehna hoga”, sardar ji bola “tu is room ka chaabi apne paas rakhna roz, aur aise hi nikalna”.. Didi sardar ji k baaho mein sana gayi aur boli “aaj to pakde jaate hum” sardar ji bola. He slowly moved my shorts up and revealed my blue under ware he squeezed my ass and told me look Adi ( a short form of my name that my friends called me) u wearing the same color under ware as my shorts and gave me a smirk. Before I could say something he moved my under ware up and reveled my pink hole; he now began to massage my pink hole and simultaneously rubbed his dick through his shorts as he was not wearing any undies. He said to me, u wanna see my tool; my heart started beating and I. When the shit hit the proverbial fan, I wasn’t sure what was going to happen. But despite being nineteen, Nia had a steady head on her shoulders. Don't get me wrong, I'm not naïve enough to think this shit didn't affect her, but I'll damned if I don't give as much support as I could for her. Nia was perfect. She was smart, loving, and kind. Truly, the apple of my eye.I was surprised that when everything came to crashing down; she was sad for me, and mad as hell at her mother. Of course, she. I wanted his cock inside me so desperately that I was even ready to give him access to my female slit if he wanted to risk the result. My aunt probably suspected I was having it on with the young man but she made no complaint because she was a discreet person above all else. I thought at one time that she might be spying on us from some vantage point just to heighten her sense of decadent depravity. I didn't mind because I would have done the same thing had the positions been reversed.A few.